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Put lighters up if you want to
Pull your muthafuckin' Dodger
Over your muthafuckin' eyes you can't see shit
I want you to go blind,
So you can feel how I
When I was in that coma

Raised in the city of
safe and danger switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and gangsta's
and dank are
Just of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear nothin' better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

Come to my hood,
Look at my block,
That's that project
Yeah, where I got shot, shot

'Cause I was hood than Suge
Had rocks than Jay
More scars on my face than the original
Or the homeboy

Al Pacino be no gangsta'
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, wanna see, get a shovel
Dig tookie up nigga he know gangsta's

Niggas 'cause they watch Menace a couple times
Seen Cube in Boys n The and press rewind
That you can survive when a Crip
Run upon your and flex the nine

You must be out of mind
A real Blood will put you out of mind
So stay the up out of my hood
Or my niggas you up out of your shine

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, it's a fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm to hop inside my Impala
Try to keep up, don't me y'all

Raised in the city of
Where safe and danger switch
So stranger, drive
Where beggars and gangsta's
Women and are
Just part of a face that we

We got mountains and
We move in slow
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear ain't nothin' better
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

I the real O-Dog
And that nigga know the Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't been in no gang

But he been in my house,
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, nigga know what I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm 'bout my
I'm 'bout my so if the rat money stop
And I a clock
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and players
'Cause we ball
We it up with them trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with them big
Where I'm from only
Two things standin' on the
Me and that store

Look the Bloods did to Weezy
Look what the Crips did to
This gang banger ain't nothin' to play with
Me and Snoop Dogg made it look easy

Raised in the of angels
Where and danger switch lanes
So stranger, drive
beggars and gangsta's pass
Women and are
Just part of a that we show

We got and ocean
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear nothin' better there
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

Y'all niggas got this LA real fucked up man
Niggas start respectin' what the fuck we about man
We take the fuck out
shit ain't no movie, dawg

This shit is real, Crips, Bloods,
We hold shit down, is LA
Wrote the on my face, put a muthafuckin' star behind
What the fuck I am,
LA chronic, LAX files, closed